Poor Spike, so often you're forgot.
Your friends have fun, but you do not.
While they're on their adventurous sprees,
Twi leaves you home to clean the tree.

She's always got you shelving books.
She does not see your annoyed looks
When after your cleaning success,
She goes and makes another mess.

You check the lists, you watch the pets.
You cook, you clean, you work, you sweat.
You write letters and send them out,
As assistant you are devout.

Your loyalty is unsurpassed.
(You'd make a real good Rainbow Dash.)
Without you where would Twilight be?
Well let us take a look and see.

You helped Twilight retrieve her crown.
You helped her up when she got down.
Without you she'd have failed her quest
And one very important test.

The Crystal Heart, she had to find.
But she found herself in a bind.
And soon it was all up to you
To give that evil king his due.

These things and more you've gladly done
For the one who could call you “son.”
But she is not the only one
Who you have been helping a ton.

You helped save Rarity from dogs
And AJ from some lupine logs.
You played piano for Pinkie,
And wrote Rainbow's biography.

You're not just a purple and green
Pack animal or fax machine.
No, Spike, my friend, if you ask me,
You are, in fact, the best pony.

(Or dragon, as the case may be.)

Author's Notes:

Spike is best everything he is.

Just Laugh

'Twas the darkest night you've never seen.
Our nightmares had escaped our dreams.
As we faced our terrors, we thought that we were done.
And we feared we would not live to see the rising sun.

It seemed certain that we would fall.
And that we soon would loose it all.
When fear and darkness ruled the land, and ponies ran and hid,
While they had given up all hope, what do you think I did?

I laughed.

I laughed like I never had before.
My terrors stopped, and I laughed more.
'Twas then, amid the shadows' screams,
That I had dared again to dream.

I laughed away my fears,
The darkness, and my tears.
I laughed until the dark turned light,
My soul escaped that darkest night.
And when I found that I'd been freed,
I turned to help those sill in need.

I taught them how to laugh and grin
To overcome the dark within.
And as they did, the dark without
Vanished while we pranced about.
And soon the sun did rise again,
And not just on the horizon.

I've still not stopped, and through the years
I've conquered all my deepest fears.
Now one last laugh, I soon will share,
When Death himself comes for this mare.

Don't mourn for me, just laugh on.
Spread smiles with a happy song.
And when the shadows do draw nigh,
Remember the laugh of your Granny Pie.

Celestia Prepares for Nightmare's Return

My sister, when she felt no love,
Brought down her wrath from up above.

I told her that they loved her night,
But she was determined to fight.

She kept her moon up in the sky,
And did not care that all might die.

I could not help her, 'twas too late.
Her heart was full of rage and hate.

To save the world from Nightmare's doom,
I sent my sister to the moon.

I saved the world. So what? Who cares?
Life's not the same without her there.

One thousand years, I've ruled alone.
And ev'ry night, when the moon shone,

I'd see her staring down at me,
Which always made me feel lonely.

But no longer, my wait is o'er.
Now comes the day I've waited for.

The time's at hoof, she'll soon be back
For her millennial attack.

Last time magic sent her away.
This time, friendship will make her stay.

'Twill not be I, who'll save the day.
This time, another is the way.

There's one pony I've watched since birth.
She'll be the one to save the Earth.

She's in Ponyville, preparing
For what she thinks tomorrow brings.

For she does not yet know her role,
And how it fits within the whole.

Her talent's great, her skill unmatched.
She will get Luna back on track.

She's practiced long and honed her skills.
But playtime's done. This time's for real.

She'll provide Princess Luna's cure.
She will not fail. Of that I'm sure.

Yet she cannot do this alone
Others will help bring Luna home.

For though she'll lead the night's events,
Working alone does not make sense.

Luna will see she need not fight.
She'll see these ponies love her night.

So pump the bass and spin your tracks.
We're in your hooves now, Vinyl Scratch.

Author's Notes:

This was actually the first piece of pony poetry that I ever wrote. I finally dug it up and put it here for all the world to see. It's still one of my favorites.